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letra de steppa high - big t evans

[part i]

[intro]
sippin’ this lean got me slurrin’ my words, words
b-tch i’m high with the birds, birds
b-tch i’m high with the birds, birds

[verse 1]
b-tch i’m high with the birds
elevated, man i feel like a nerd
i pull out that cup, and i pour up that syrup
i hop in the whip, and you know that i swerve-
out of the lot and straight into a tree
godd-mn my insurance is gonna hate me
the police pull up, i’m like, “what the-“, f-ck twelve
but i’m so high, i say f-ck it, go to jail
i know the next day that i’ll get out on bail

[bridge]
i’m out the next day, i say f-ck it, let’s go-
get high some mo’, i swear this no joke
wait a second, i think i need to wake up
wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

[part ii]
[intro]
wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
get yo’ fat ass up big t evans
you dreamin’ my n-gga, you going f-ckin’ crazy
you out yo’ motherf-ckin’ mind my n-gga
the f-ck is wrong with you?
you need to wake yo’ ass up!
aye, i know you f-cking hear me!

[verse 2]
i just woke up and i poured up pint of juice (whoa)
i had a crazy dream that i crashed whip (skrrt)
like are you okay?
h-ll nah i ain’t alright, i’m going crazy with these drugs (oh my gosh)
i need to stop poppin’ percs, and sippin’ on this lean
i need to stick to the green, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the tris (nah)
i’m talkin’ ’bout that herbal, i’m being verbal (yeah)
a n-gga tryna stop his addiction like i’m tryna jump a hurdle (this n-gga stupid)
i need to detox, this lean have me slow just like a turtle
lace up the reeboks, wait i don’t wear no reeboks
and i don’t wear no rick (f-ck?), have a dyk- b-tch suck my d-ck (whoa)
man i really get that paper, i don’t have to hit no l!ck (gettin’ to that money n-gga)
but if i have to hit a n-gga, he gon’ die up in this b-tch (shoot him in his tummy n-gga)
but let me get back to the subject, i overread the sub text
i’m hopin’ i can stop, but gettin’ high, godd-mn i love that (oh, where am i at?)
ain’t tryna be a junkie, but the junk keeps me from e
too high, i cannot see, like where do i want to be (f-ck it)
i don’t even know no mo’, like really, i don’t know (whoa)
i’m just gon’ smoke on this dro, maybe go hit up the sto’
[bridge]
i just walked out with two double cups again
to go pour up that dirty, like d-mn, when this sh-t gon’ end? (tss)
d-mn

[part iii]

[verse 3]
i got to stop these drugs
got to call up my plug and tell em
hold off on the new drugs
i got to stop these drugs
know that i cannot stop
why the f-ck would i stop doing these drugs

[outro]
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo

- big t evans

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